Where's your good grace?
I can't help but wonder if you're gonna fuck it up and Screw me over with your bad taste
Make it complicated, it's easy as tying your laces
If you don't wanna be here
Maybe you should stay clear
You're punching, you're punching, you're punching
Above your own weight
I'm stunning, I'm stunning, I'm stunning
I'm gorgeous and vain
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming
I get my own way-ay
Woohoohoo
Swallowed up your ego
Acting like your mother, I'm hardly together
I'm carrying the weight of my own life
Driving like a learner
No qualification can stop me from breaking down
I'll fucking knock you out
You're punching, you're punching, you're punching
Above your own weight
I'm stunning, I'm stunning, I'm stunning
I'm gorgeous and vain
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming
I get my own way-ay
Woohoohoo
This is what it feels like
Oh to give you paradise, model life
If I tried, I could be a good wife
And I'll make you a father
And dinner that's better
Than you had at momma's house
Safe and sound
You're punching, you're punching, you're punching
Above your own weight
I'm stunning, I'm stunning, I'm stunning
I'm gorgeous and vain
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming
I get my own way-ay
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